My Husband’s Late Wife

I like to think we could have been friends. She gave birth to two boys. Years later, I handed them lunches in paper bags when they walked out the door. I attended parent-teacher conferences, baked apple pies for Pi Day, watched basketball games and theater productions, washed uniforms, cried at their college graduations, held the first grandchild in my arms. I wish I could have known these boys I call mine as babies and toddlers; I wish she could have known them as teenagers and young men. I imagine my husband’s late wife would be proud of all of us. — Charlotte Maya

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7 Responses to My Husband’s Late Wife

  1. adguru101's avatar adguru101 says:

    Sounds as though this man married two wise and wonderful women. 🙂

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  2. What a beautiful sentiment! I hope someday you and she will meet as sisters in heaven and enjoy eternity with your loved ones.

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  3. Oh the simplicity of it all..

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